I think I have a pinched nerve. I don't know; I don't remember the last time I had a pinched nerve in my back. But this pain radiates from my upper back down my left shoulder and arm. The muscle doesn't feel bruised, but something deep inside definitely hurts. Maybe it was the way I was sitting on the Metro, leaning on my right, against the window, neck tilted. Feels like the sciatica, but in my shoulder. It hurts to bend toward the left and to turn my head to the right or stretch my neck. The muscle feels pulled and strained deep inside, and the nerve burns and stings.
More accurately, it feels like this:
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I hope this goes away. It's very annoying. More annoying than painful. I'm going to try muscle relaxants, like magnesium and valerian, and a tiger balm rub.
Luckily, it was not there when I woke up this morning. Probably because of sex. It was spooned. It was very good. I wish he didn't have to leave. Even for a week. Tennessee is very far away.
I will not cry. I've done this before. But ... it doesn't mean it hurts any less. Why does it always make me feel so cold and empty? Why am I still not used to it? Love hurts when you least expect it. I kissed him and told him to be safe. I cried, a little. I wish I was stronger. I wish I didn't feel so much, because then I wouldn't hurt so much.
Love, with all its sacrifices, is a double-edged sword as much as it is a bright ray of hope.
More accurately, it feels like this:
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I hope this goes away. It's very annoying. More annoying than painful. I'm going to try muscle relaxants, like magnesium and valerian, and a tiger balm rub.
Luckily, it was not there when I woke up this morning. Probably because of sex. It was spooned. It was very good. I wish he didn't have to leave. Even for a week. Tennessee is very far away.
I will not cry. I've done this before. But ... it doesn't mean it hurts any less. Why does it always make me feel so cold and empty? Why am I still not used to it? Love hurts when you least expect it. I kissed him and told him to be safe. I cried, a little. I wish I was stronger. I wish I didn't feel so much, because then I wouldn't hurt so much.
Love, with all its sacrifices, is a double-edged sword as much as it is a bright ray of hope.